Sex on the Beach
“Sylvan Beach?” Clarke started to recognize the surroundings.” You want to go to a beach? In these clothes? You’re crazy,”
“Don’t worry. I came prepared. I packed clothes for us to change into,” Lexa smirked, pulling into the port.” Stay there” Lexa exited the car and grabbed her gym bag out of the trunk. Then, she went to open the door for Clarke, showing her the contents of the bag.
“I hope that's clean, and where are we supposed to change, Casanova?”
“Of course it is. Only the best for you, pretty girl. There’s a bathroom on the boat,” Lexa replied, taking Clarke’s hand as they started walking. Once they were close enough, Lexa took their entwined hands and pointed to the MJM 50z.” There it is,”
“That is not a boat, Lexa. That is a yacht,”
“Well, it’s a type of boat” Lexa’s smart ass comment made Clarke roll her eyes” Go on and get dressed. We have to set sail soon,”
“Where did you get this food?” Clarke asked as she stepped on deck, gesturing to the picnic set up on the table. Lexa turned around, eyeing Clarke up and down. She had changed into Lexa’s practice jersey and some black shorts that left little to the imagination.
“I had Jarvis stock the refrigerator earlier this afternoon. You look sexy with my jersey on,”
“Yes, because Woods printed in bold on my back screams sex,” Lexa chuckled at her sarcasm.
“You said it not me. You can start eating if you’d like. I’m going to anchor us in the center of the lake,”
Clarke looked across the lake as they cruised towards the center. The only lights were the one on their boat and the few lights on the pier. Clarke stood up and leaned against the railing, as the boat slowed down. Not long after the boat came to a stop, Clarke felt arms circle her waist, and she leaned back against Lexa’s front.
“Enjoying the view?” Lexa whispered in Clarke's ear, placing her chin on Clarke's shoulder.
“It's beautiful,”
“It is” Lexa responded, staring at Clarke's profile.
“Are you going to keep staring at me or are you going to change out of that suit?” Clarke changed the subject in an attempt to hide her blush. Lexa reluctantly pulled back from Clarke.
“I’ll be right back,” Clarke sat down at the table and started to text Octavia while she waited for Lexa.
Princess- I’m on a fucking yacht.
Octopus- You’re shitting me.
Princess- Nope. We’re at Sylvan Beach
Octopus- She bought you a gown to take you to the beach?
Princess- She bought me a gown to take me to her mother’s campaign banquet. Then we left after like 45 minutes and came here.
Octopus- She ditched her mom’s banquet to have sex with you on a boat? Kinky
Clarke heard Lexa coming up the stairs and put her phone away. She looked at the spread in front of her. Jarvis had packed four different types of sandwiches with various topping in separate bowls, three different types salads, a six pack of Coronas and five different kinds of desserts.
“I think Jarvis went a bit overboard,” Clarke announced when Lexa walked on deck. She wore an Adidas joggers with a black tank, giving Clarke a full view of her arm tattoos.
“I didn’t know what you’d like, so I had him pack an assortment. This is only half of it. The rest is in the fridge. If you don’t like it, I can get something else. He brought,” Lexa trailed off after Clarke started laughing.” What’s funny?”
“You’re rambling like if you mess up, I’ll jump off the boat,” Clarke told her through her chuckling.
“I just want it to be perfect,”
“Then, stop stressing. Now, what’s with the Corona?”
“You kept stealing mine last Saturday. I figured I couldn’t go wrong with it this time around,” Lexa took her seat across from Clarke.” Okay, so we’re going to play twenty questions while we eat. You can ask anything you are comfortable answering yourself. I’ll go first. Where are you from?”
“Boston, but my parents moved us here my junior year. You?”
“New York. My family’s been here all my life. I’d stay here for the rest of my life if I could,”
“Any siblings?”
“No, but Anya practically grew up with me. I like to call her my sister, if that counts,”
“My parents adopted Aden the year before we moved here. He was being bullied, and they decided he needed a fresh start. I met Raven and Octavia my first day at school. We’ve been inseparable ever since,”
“Do you miss it?”
“What? Boston?” Lexa nodded” Not really. I miss Wells. He was my best friend all through school. When I left, we left things on a wrong note, and I haven’t talked to him ever since. Technically, that was your second question,”
“Well, I’ve only been to Boston once. It was rather boring, so I don’t miss it,” Lexa laughed at Clarke’s unamused expression.
“Haha, you’re hilarious. How old are you?”
“21. I can legally drink,”
“20.”
“I hope I don’t qualify as a cougar now. When’s your birthday?”
“December 12th,”
“April 9th,”
By the time their game had concluded, it was one in the morning. The pair had moved to the bow and spread a blanket to stare at the twinkling stars in the peaceful night sky.
“How long can we stay out here? I don’t want this night to end,” Clarke admitted.
“We can stay the night if you’d like,” Clarke grinned at her words, but Lexa didn’t notice “We don’t have to sleep together. Not in that way I mean there are two beds. You can stay in the master,” Clarke prevented her from going on with a kiss. It caught Lexa off guard initially, but once she caught on, she reciprocated it full force. Clarke pulled away, breathless, but Lexa chased her lips. She smiled into the kiss before shoving Lexa back.
“Calm down. I’m not going anywhere. And we’re only going to need one bed,” Clarke pulled herself and Lexa up and lead her to the inside of the boat. Once they were inside, Lexa lifted Clark up effortlessly and pinned her to the nearest wall. Clarke watched as her eyes turned dark before Lexa started attacking her neck. Clarke moaned in her ear when she felt Lexa’s bulge grow. Clarke started grinding against her to release some pressure between her legs. Lexa moved them into the bedroom, occasionally staggering to kiss Clarke. She laid Clarke on the bed, pulling her shirt off. Clarke watched as she crept up her body leaving behind hickeys as she progressed. Lexa stopped at her breasts and scanned Clarke’s face for permission. When Clarke nodded, she reached around and unhooked Clarke’s bra in one swift motion.
Clarke tugged her up for a kiss; Lexa only pulled away when she felt Clarke’s hardening nipples through her shirt. Lexa palmed her left breast, kneading it, while she took Clarke’s nipple in her mouth. Clarke arched up off the bed at the contact. She tugged on Lexa shirt and when Lexa pulled away she yanked the tank off, leaving her in her sports bra. Lexa smirked when she saw Clarke staring at her abs. Once Clarke broke out of her trance, she pulled Lexa back on top of her. Lexa kissed Clarke while she pushed down her joggers, then she froze.
“Shit! I don’t have anything. I didn’t expect the night to end up like it is,” Lexa groaned in frustration.
“It’s okay. I’m on the pill,” Clarke told her, pulling her briefs off. Lexa’s member stood proudly with precum building on the tip. Lexa hovered over Clarke, intertwining their hands, before gliding off Clarke’s panties. Clarke held Lexa’s dick, giving it a slow stroke before lining it up to her entrance. Lexa pushed her tip in, swallowing Clarke’s moans with a kiss. She paused to restrain herself before gradually easing all the way into Clarke. Her motions resulted in Clarke panting rapidly.
“Are you okay?” Lexa asked, unsettled by Clarke’s reaction.
“Yeah. You’re bigger than I remember” Lexa smirked down at Clarke “Wipe that look off your face and go slow” Lexa agreed, hiding her face in Clarke’s neck. Lexa nipped at Clarke’s neck, striving to distract her as she initiated her movements. Lexa steadily amplified her thrusts, allocating her lips to Clarke’s. Clarke matched her thrust as she approached her climax, clasping down on Lexa’s member. Lexa proceeded to rub circles on Clarke’s clit and escalated her thrust, ignoring her oncoming orgasm. Lexa wrapped her arm around Clarke’s back and uprooted her off the bed. The change in the angle sent Clarke into her orgasm. The clenching around her length made Lexa’s thrusts brutish as she eased Clarke’s high.
Clarke had ridden out her orgasm and Lexa was still pounding into her. Clarke succeeded in flipping them over so she was on top. Lexa gawked at Clarke in shock but her expression transformed from shock to bliss as Clarke ground down on her dick. Lexa sat up and reconnected their lips as they rocked into one another. Lexa captured Clarke’s lips between her teeth, which made Clarke clench down powerfully on Lexa’s member. With a throaty groan, Lexa released her load into Clarke as she rutted into her. The force of her release sent Clarke into her second orgasm of the night. They both collapsed onto the bed spent.
“Holy shit. That was amazing” Lexa announced when she caught her breath.
“We’re not done just yet” Clarke informed her, sliding down her legs and taking the tip of Lexa’s dick in her mouth. Lexa threw her head back and moaned as Clarke licked her slit.
“Oh my god!” Lexa breathed out, snaking her hand in Clarke’s golden locks.
Clarke woke up to Lexa laying on top of her mildly snoring, pressing her morning wood against her leg. She tried to loosen Lexa’s grip on her but it resulted in Lexa squeezing her tighter.
“Stay” Lexa murmured unconsciously, cuddling further into Clarke’s chest. Clarke lightly jostled Lexa consistently but Lexa was dead to the world. After a few minutes, Lexa’s erection went completely stiff and Clarke reached under the duvet and gave it a squeeze. Lexa shot up off her chest wide awake, focusing her eyes on the woman beneath her. “Clarke, I need you to move your hand or let go because this is immensely painful” Lexa strained, ramming her head in a pillow.
“You’d think after last night you would be sated” Clarke smirked, releasing her hold on Lexa. Lexa released a breath of relief, mumbling a “thank you” into the pillow. “I have to go to the bathroom so I’ll leave you to handle that” Clarke laughed, rolling out of the bed and snatching a shirt off of the floor. Lexa eyed Clarke as she streaked across the room and groaned.
“Not helping, Clarke”
“Sorry,” Clarke called out in amusement.
Lexa was sprawled out on the bed with her arm thrown over her eyes when Clarke came out of the bathroom. Lexa lifted her arm and opened one eye when she heard Clarke walking in.
“This is your fault” Lexa decided, returning to her original position. Clarke threw Lexa’s clothes at her face and settled beside her on the bed, putting on Lexa’s briefs.” Those are mine”
“Too bad. Go commando, and it’s not my fault you’re horny. Get dressed. If you don’t we’ll never get back to reality” Lexa rested her chin on Clarke’s shoulder, biting on her ear.
“Can’t we just stay in paradise a little while longer?” Lexa whispered, leaving dark marks down her necks.
“Are you trying to seduce me into staying with you, Charmer?”
“Depends. Is it working?” Clarke feigned to think before weaseling out of Lexa’s grasp.
“Nope”
“You know, my dad wasn’t kidding about you coming over for the game today. We have dinner before if you’re interested. What do you say?” Lexa asked as she pulled up to Clarke’s apartment building.
“We’ve spent last night and most of this morning together. And you still can’t get enough?” Clarke teased with the smile she could not yet wipe off her face.
“What can I say? I already whipped” Lexa countered then hopped out of the car to open Clarke’s door.” So?” She pouted, helping Clarke out of the car.
“I usually spend Sundays with Raven and Octavia,” Clarke told her as they strolled into the building.
“Bring them”
“You have a counter argument for every excuse I have, don’t you?” Clarke deduced as they stepped on the elevator.
“Pretty much” Silence enveloped them as the elevator climbed to the third floor. Clarke guided Lexa to the front of her apartment then answered her.
“I’ll go, under one condition: I get to choose our next date”
“So I got a second date?” Lexa grinned, grabbing Clarke by the waist and pulling her so that their noses were touching. Clarke nodded and Lexa closed the remaining distance between them. “Guess that means I should give you this, huh?” Lexa whispered as they pulled away, slipping Clarke’s phone into her hand.
“You stole my phone?” Clarke quirked an eyebrow up at her, waving the phone in her hand.
“Well, if you said no, it gave me a reason to come back to see you” Lexa smiled sheepishly at Clarke, who shook her head. “ Okay, I’ll be back at five to pick you up, right?”
“Right,” Clarke was practically inside her apartment when Lexa called out to her. “Yes?” Lexa just about skipped back to her, picking her off the floor and giving her a lingering kiss.
“See you later, pretty girl” Lexa mumbled against Clarke’s lips before setting her down.
“So what happened? You stopped answering me last night and you didn’t come home until today” Octavia hounded Clarke with questions the moment she entered the apartment. Clarke disregarded her and exited the living room. Octavia followed, rambling on about how Raven at least called and how Clarke could have been dead for all she knew.
“We’re going to have dinner and watch the game. Be ready by five” Clarke instructed, picking out her clothes and walking into the bathroom.
Once she was out of the shower, Raven and Octavia were laying across her bed waiting for her. “When did you get home?” Clarke asked Raven, drying off her hair as she walked into her room.
“Doesn’t matter. But what happened when you left the banquet last night does. So what happened?” Raven prodded, sitting up on the bed.
“She had sex on a yacht” Octavia answered for her. Clarke rolled her eyes and put on her Brady jersey.” She also forgot to call and tell a certain person whether she was okay or not” Octavia added.” Then had the nerve” she paused theatrically” No. The audacity to come here and tell me we’re going out to have dinner and watch the game like nothing was wrong"
“You had sex on a yacht?”
“Is that all you got from that?”
“Pretty much. So, how’d it go?”
“It was good” Clarke lied through teeth. To Clarke, it was more than good, it was perfect. For one night she forgot about Finn. That was something she had been wishing would to happen since she left him.” She was sweet. We’re going out again” She divulged, tugging on her jeans.
“Look at her face. I think our Clarkey is falling in love” Raven placed her hand over her heart and pretended to wipe a tear with the other hand. “They grow up so fast” Clarke walked out of the room, hearing Raven call out to her.” Remember, you’ll always be our little Clarkey!”
“You actually think she’s falling for her after one date?” Octavia asked.
“You haven’t seen her” Raven winked, going into the living room
“Raven, I’m serious”
“So am I. Hey, Clarke? Where are we going for dinner?” Raven plopped down on the couch, turning on the TV.
“Lexa’s dad invited me to watch the game and they have dinner beforehand. Lexa said you guys could come” Clarke yelled from the kitchen. Octavia sat down and snatched the remote out of Raven’s hand.
“Bring me a beer. Was that the huge scary dude with the beard you were talking to last night?”
“He’s not scary. From what I’ve seen, he’s just a big teddy bear” Clarke told her, walking into the room, empty handed.
“Where’s my beer?”
“In the kitchen, waiting for you to get your lazy ass up” Raven went to respond but Clarke held her hand up when her phone buzzed.
Charmer- Turns out my dad has invited more people than I thought. Do you still want to go?
Pretty Girl- I can’t have him spreading false information about my team. I’ll endure it but I want something in return.
Charmer- Anything
Pretty Girl- You have to wear a Patriots jersey.
Charmer- And here I thought you liked me?
Pretty Girl- ;) Do we have a deal?
Charmer- Deal.